"So you do," Childermass says, glancing over at the unconscious techs. Well, he is the Acquisitioner. Looks like he's acquiring someone else's pants. Safe to say that's where he's heading now, back into the room they've dragged them. A quick glance has him judging which is the tallest Gamma and then he's kneeling down — stiffly, thanks to that asshole Beta electrocuting them — and working on stripping them.